Spies and other espionage agents throughout the Third Alliance started receiving phone calls, asking for their skills. The mysterious woman behind the line demanded proof of their competence and viciously weeded out the wheat from the chaff, until only a few remained. She then invited them to visit her in person in a hotel on Trattoria to explain her intentions.

Stranger: Greetings, agents of the Third Alliance. As I demanded, two from the RIN, one from Bavaria, and one from Briktoid Automata. Excellent.

The stranger then turned around and faced them

Intelligence Director Siri: Perhaps I should introduce myself first. My name is Siri, and I am chief of intelligence for the Trattorian government. The former president is now dead and I see an opportunity to set...certain things right. The Trattorians have fallen off the right path and must be guided. And you all will help me achieve this.

Unfortunately, Trattoria is a democracy, and like all democracies has a list of succession taller than this building. If I want to become the president...nay, that’s too unfashionable...dictator of Trattoria, I will have to kill a lot of people.

Briktoid Automata, did you bring the droids?

Briktoid Agent: Why, of course.

Siri: Excellent, I will distribute them as I see fit. Briktoid, you will be responsible for taking out the Trattorian Supreme Tribunal. Bavaria, you and your explosives will take out both houses of the Trattorian Congress. Finally, RIN, I will entrust you with the most dangerous mission: you will infiltrate the Decagon, the headquarters of the Trattorian military. Once the three branches of the legitimate government are destroyed, the military will attempt to fill the power vacuum, so they must go as well. I will email you all the access codes, but RIN may have to hack some doors as there are military codes even I don’t know.

RIN Captain: What will you do, Siri?

Siri: I will personally take care of the executive branch.

Siri: Good luck with your missions, and be hasty but coordinated. Once one component of the government falls, the rest will become more secured, so they must be annihilated together, at about the same time.

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President Chutpone: Enhancing the security of the government is top priority! We cannot let any more infiltrators kill off more officials!Secretary of Defense: Excellent, perhaps I can bring the matter to congress???...and so on like Bonn-o-Tron...

Secret Service: Hey, who’s trying to open the door?

*Clang*

Droid: Thank you, and hire Briktoid Automata today at 1-800-594-2409

It crit-fails however.

Two more suicide droids enter, and set off their bombs.

One bomb fizzles, but the other explodes in a Trattorian soldier’s face. Damn, those Briktoid things really are mass-produced aren’t they?

A Trattorian secret service fires his gun, but instead blasts his own hand off. I would think we trained him better.

Everyone concentrates fire on the fizzled droid and kill it.

President Chutpone takes the Golden Chainsaw off the wall and prepares for combat.

Another droid enters the fray.

It explodes and screams “For All...” I mean, “For Third Alliance!”

Finally, a lesser assassin droid jumps through the door and wastes no time in firing his weapon.

The overkill damage is such that the bullet goes through the officer, into the Attorney General and exiting through the Secretary of Defense.

The mass of Trattorians massacres the assassin droid. One dude crit-fails and collapses from shame.

Result. Happily for us/sadly for TA the bomb fails to go off.

The last bomb droid walks in and prays to the holy robotic vidagame daemons or whatever Briktoids believe in for fortune.

The vidagame daemons answer his prayers and bring such power to his bomb practically every armed man in the room drops to the floor.

An assassin droid and Siri leap in.

The assassin droid takes care of the last capable soldier.

Siri sprints and readies herself for her opportunity.

The presidency of Trattoria after I kill this fat bastard! she thought to herself.

President Chutpone: I’m so sad it has come to this, Siri. You were a faithful and dedicated worker, I’m shocked to see you turn traitor. We will let the Supreme Tribunal decide your fate.

After executing the remaining secretaries in the room, she exited to search for the remaining cabinet members. Yes, she thought, her job was far from done, but she had moved one giant, irreversible step forwards. She had crossed the Rubicon.

More importantly though, she worried about the success of her mercenaries. Because if they failed, she couldn’t even imagine what would happen to her...

And with that, neither Siri nor the rest of you will find out until I have moar free time, meaning probably summer break

The plus side means that this might mean Operation Umstürzen becomes a forum battle, but I wouldn't get my hopes up.

Alright, so I might do the RIN taking over the military later, but canon must move on:

Siri: Welcome everyone. I know the power's been knocked out for a little while, but I am here to finally declare myself the dictator of Trattoria. I hereby mark the end of the old democracy, and announce the membership of Trattoria with the Third Alliance. Trattoria shall march with its new partners into a new age!

4th wall stuff: You can still use Trattorians as allied to AN for forum battles, I'll explain why in a bit, but from now on the "official" Trattorian ships are now going to be painted with red and black insignia and look like the Siri loyalists in Winter Has Arrived.

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